They never seem to end. 4 years and 8 days into my quit and a nightmare about smoking appears out of nowhere. It was so real that I could actually taste and smell the cigarette. When I woke this morning I rushed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. It was that bad. Even after all this time people we have to remain vigilant. I'm headed out the door shortly for my morning walk so I can get some fresh air into my lungs and try to forget that horrible dream. Everyone have a fantastic Sunday.